I know that like me you all love animals, as you guessed I'm fond of pussies, but my favourite animals are dogs, especially Border Collies which come from my area, I used to love going to the local sheepdog trials, until one of mine was convicted and given 2 years. Anyway I'm wandering, I had a few dogs but my favourite was old Shep, extremely devoted, intelligent and brave, sadly he had to be put down due to an eating disorder, I was sad for hours. I got him when I advertised for a wife, he came with her, I remember the advert well 'Wife wanted, must be able to cook, sew and clean, love fishing, be able to gut and bone a trout and come with own boat and outboard, before applying please send a picture of the boat'
As I said Shep followed me everywhere, one day I went in the bath after fishing and old Shep lay down beside it, it was warm and I must have dozed off, when I awoke the water was getting cold and completely forgetting the dog was there I stepped out of the bath. He was dozing too, and when I stepped on his tail in a reflex action he jumped up and bit me on my privates.
Broke all his teeth